In the dungeon's where it waitsLocked down in this cold wet placeFor good or bad it has been usedMany have died to pay their duesMade from wood and chains of steelTighten the rope by turning wheel[Chorus:]The wheel is turning, it never stopsRipping in half ripping apartOnce turning it cannot stopRip you in half, rip you apartThe wheel is turning, it never stopsRipping in half ripping apartOnce turning it cannot stopRip you in half, rip you apartMuscles snap from pounds of tensionArms and legs meet dislocationStretched to then past the breaking pointPulling hip bones out of jointDon't beg don't plead don't even tryI've met the rack it's time to die[Repeat Chorus]Tied, gagged, and broken separation is completeThe rack fulfills it's purpose, dividing bone and meatFor confession or for torture it's grip never releasesThe rack has claimed another lifeMy body lies in pieces